The meeting room was thick with tension.
An assistant stepped forward cautiously. "Mr. Penrose, we've searched every inch of the premises. Mrs. Penrose is nowhere to be found."
Zachary slammed all the documents across the room and kicked over his office chair. "You can't even handle this simple task? Go pull the surveillance footage, check all passenger flight records—do I have to tell you exactly what to do?"
A staff member mumbled quietly, "Mrs. Penrose canceled all her domestic identity documents. We ran a check—there's no trace of her anywhere."
'Canceled?'
His hands trembled slightly as he stared at the Oppenheimer blue diamond ring.
'Has Josselyn finally given up on me completely? She hasn't even taken my engagement ring. She's erased every trace of herself—does she want me to
